Qin Mu also had the same doubts in his heart. As the ancient god of war, the Western Emperor could not be so simple. However, to him, it was not important whether the Western Emperor was simple or not. What was important was that the Western Emperor's life must be saved, and the Western Emperor must be saved.
Tiangong from Xijitian went to Yankang.
There are many craftsmen in Yankang, but there are currently not many master craftsmen who can be called Tiangong. The new generation is still being cultivated, so the top Tiangong from Xijitian is needed to guide the cultivation.
Although Qin Mu had a very good relationship with Shakti King Buddha, Shakti King Buddha was the war king who founded the emperor after all. He was trapped by love and his whereabouts are still unknown.
After experiencing the Yankang Tribulation, Qin Mu knew that there was no hope for the Emperor Shakti, and it was wisest to cultivate local talents in Yankang.
In the early days of the Kaihuang era, a large number of little-known people gathered around the Kaihuang who followed him throughout the world. Later, these people became his four heavenly kings and four heavenly masters, who were famous all over the world. In the upper emperor's era, they were famous all over the world.
However, these figures did not hold important positions during the Founding Emperor's era, nor did they make any achievements.
This can be used as a reference for Yankang.
Qin Mu discussed with the Western Emperor how many heavenly workers to send to Yankang, and then he felt relieved when he watched these heavenly workers bring Honglu and the divine soldiers to the psychic migration bridge.
The remaining Tiangong were repairing the Celestial Dragon's chariot. The chariot was extremely complicated. The Tiangongs who went to Yankang were all the most skilled Tiangongs. The remaining Tiangongs were not as capable as them, so Qin Mu had to go into battle himself.
The Western Emperor stepped in to help him and said with a smile: "As a Heavenly Lord, you actually know these things?"
Qin Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I am originally a blacksmith who herds cattle. Doing these things is my old profession."
Xidi asked curiously: "A blacksmith who herds cattle? What else do you want?"
Qin Mu thought for a while and said: "A pharmacist who can draw, a fortune teller who can wield swords, a thief who is profound in Buddhism, well, I am also a tailor who can make furniture."
The Western Emperor couldn't help but laugh: "You, the Heavenly Lord, are so rustic. You are not like other Heavenly Lords, who are all aloof and talk nice."
Qin Mu concentrated on repairing the chariot and said: "I am different from them. They were born noble, but I was born with mud legs."
By the time the treasure chariot was repaired, it was already two days later.
"Your Majesty the Western Emperor, I have to rush to the South Pole as soon as possible to see the Southern Emperor. I won't stay here for a long time."
Qin Mu said goodbye and said: "The Ten Heavenly Lords in the Heavenly Court are arguing on the surface, but in reality they are plotting against you. I have to go to the South Pole Heaven to see the safety of the Southern Emperor."
The Western Emperor did not try to persuade him to stay, but said earnestly: "When you arrive at the South Pole, please tell me that you are safe."
Qin Mu said yes, God King Langjuan had already boarded the treasure chariot, and the Western Emperor came to see him off, glanced at the Goddess King in the treasure chariot, and whispered: "Tianzun, is she really the God King among the Creators?
"
Qin Mu hesitated again and again, and said, "I met Tu Bo with her."
The Western Emperor thought for a while and said: "Now that Tu Bo knows her identity, I have nothing to say. Tu Bo is much smarter than our four emperors. He has only suffered a big loss at the hands of the Emperor of Heaven in his life. But I still want to
Remind Tianzun, you don't understand the ancient times, but I understand that era, and I am deeply afraid. The Creator is the ruler of the ancient times, and even the ancient gods are controlled and enslaved by them."
"The ancient gods were also controlled and enslaved by the Creator?"
Qin Mu felt awe-struck in his heart and looked at the beautiful face of the incomparably beautiful woman in the car. After a moment, he looked away and said: "Your Majesty, stay."
He boarded the chariot, and Dragon Qilin transformed into a human body to drive the chariot. Yan'er stood beside him. The dragon Qilin roared, and the sky dragon rose into the sky and flew towards the spiritual bridge behind Tianlu City.
God King Langzhuan looked out the window with a faint gaze, and said: "Do you believe what the Western Emperor told you?"
Qin Mu's eyes fell on her face, and he said calmly: "Sister, do you think I should believe it?"
God King Langzhuan remained silent.
"I believe."
Qin Mu said seriously: "A single Creator is not strong, but when there are more than 10,000 adult Creators, their power of sacrifice can compete with those in the Lingxiao Realm or even the Imperial Throne Realm. The Creators are as old as 100,000 years old.
At that time, their power of sacrifice became even more powerful. If millions, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people sacrificed at the same time, it would not be a problem to enslave the ancient gods and dominate them. Therefore, the Western Emperor did not lie."
God King Langzhen withdrew his gaze and said, "Do you also feel afraid of the Creator Clan?"
Qin Mu shook his head and said leisurely: "I am the Creator, why should I be afraid?"
God King Langzhen looked at him seriously and said: "The Emperor is also the Creator. He is also afraid of the Creator, and he even does not hesitate to destroy the Creator's family."
"But I am not the emperor."
Qin Mu shifted his gaze and looked out the window at the increasingly closer Spiritual Crossing Bridge, and said softly: "The era when the Creator controlled the universe has passed. Today's Creator is just a group of homeless wretches, sister.
You are also one of these poor people. Only by integrating into today's era can you survive, including you."
The speed of Tianlong Baochuan gradually slowed down, heading towards the Psionics Crossing Bridge.
"I have found the ancestral home of the Creator. I still need to determine the detailed location, and I also need to know what the specific seal is."
Qin Mu withdrew his gaze, looked at God King Lang Kuan, and said: "I promised you that I will never go back on my word. I will let the Creator family leave the other world and return to this world."
God King Langfan thought for a moment and said, "Aren't you afraid that the Creator clan will return to the position of ruler?"
"Not afraid."
Qin Mu leaned back and said: "You can't go back anymore, even if you find the ancestral court, you can't go back. As a god king in the ancient times, Shujun has accepted this fact, and as a contemporary god
King, you haven’t accepted it yet.”
God King Langquan was silent, and after a moment, he said: "First tell me the general location of the ancestral court."
Qin Mu's vitality turned into a star map of the universe, marking the location of the sealed ancestral court. God King Langzhen stood up, and Qin Mu quickly reminded: "I only found the general direction, not the exact location!"
The curtain of the carriage opened, and God King Lang Kuan walked out of the chariot. With his back to him, he turned his head and said, "Holy Infant, you say you are the Creator, but you can never understand the pride of being a Creator, nor can you understand the Creator family.
A blood feud. You are just a foreigner who became the Holy Infant of our tribe by chance."
Her figure disappeared.
Qin Mu was stunned when Long Qilin's voice came from outside: "Leader, do we want to enter the psychic migration bridge? Or should we wait for her to come back?"
Qin Mu said indifferently: "No need to wait, let's go."
Long Qilin was surprised. He turned around and looked into the car. Through the curtains, he saw Qin Mu's face as dark as water.
"What's wrong, young master?" Yan'er whispered.
Long Qilin hesitated for a moment and let the heavenly dragons pull the treasure chariot into the psychic bridge without answering.
Yan'er whispered: "I think the young master likes God King Lang Kuan, but he suppresses his emotions too much. Maybe we should find him a leader's wife who can soothe his soul, so that he will be happier."
She looked into the car, jumped onto Long Qilin's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "When we get to Antarctica, let my mother help him find one!"
Long Qilin shook his head and said: "That's not the reason. I'm driving the car. You go back to the car and tell the leader, and he will be right."
Yan'er wondered: "Is this enough? The girl that Young Master likes is not me, so it's probably useless for me to say this."
Long Qilin had no choice but to let her drive the chariot, while he revealed his true form and walked into the chariot.
In the chariot, Qin Mu closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered: "Looking for life and hope for Yankang and the human race, why is it so difficult, why is it so hard...
…”
He seemed to be out of breath, gasping for air.
"National Preceptor, after I became the National Preceptor, how much pressure did you feel back then? Where are you?"
He thought of former national teacher Jiang Baigui. At this time, what he needed was not the wife of the leader to soothe his soul, but a fellow Taoist who could support and encourage each other.
Jiang Baigui, the master of Yankang, had a young patriarch to support him in the past, and later Emperor Yanfeng supported him. He was much luckier than Qin Mu. When he felt confused and powerless, the young patriarch would tell him that what they were doing was right.
of.
When he suffered setbacks, Emperor Yanfeng would stand side by side with him, and the two of them would bear the pressure together.
But now, there is nothing around Qin Mu.
Long Qilin came over, sat down at Qin Mu's feet, let go of his front legs and crawled under his feet.
"Leader, I don't quite understand what you are doing."
Long Qilin hesitated and said, "But I think they are all right."
Qin Mu opened his eyes, gently touched the big head of this behemoth, and said in a low voice: "Only you, Fatty Long, you are the only one around me who understands me... Your Bodhisattva Sutra has been completed."
Long Qilin raised his head and smiled: "Master, in my heart, you are always the boy who walked by me on that sunny morning. You look at Yankang Taiyuan College in front of you and think to yourself, the people here are all rubes.
."
Qin Mu laughed loudly and stood up.
Long Qilin also stood up, shook his mane and scales, and stood beside him: "At that time, you thought I was the stone lion in front of the door. Your eyes were full of vitality and wisdom, and I was high-spirited.
I have seen many people in front of Taiyuan University, but I have never seen a young man like you. I was so hungry that I felt dizzy, but in you I saw another patriarch, another Jiang Baigui, and another Yan Yan.
Emperor Feng."
"This is not a Sutra, but words from the bottom of my heart!"
He smiled and said: "It's not just because you can refine elixirs that I follow you and shamelessly ask for elixirs. There are many pharmacists in the world who can refine elixirs, but the young leader of Tiansheng Sect
, there is only one! I see that you have an aggressive spirit and a spirit that is not afraid of anything."
"Others are the greatest in heaven and I am the second in number, but you are the greatest in heaven and the second in number. Your confidence is so strong that everyone looks at you. You are the hegemon!"
Long Qilin said: "You will always be the young leader who is high-spirited and fearless and will not be knocked down!"
The sadness on Qin Mu's face was wiped away, and he murmured: "Yes, I am the tyrant, I will not be defeated, my heart will not grow old, I am still the young leader..."
The Tianlong chariot paused lightly, and Yan'er's cheerful voice came from outside: "Sir, Fatty Long, we have arrived at the South Pole!"
Qin Mu was refreshed and walked out of the chariot.
Long Qilin smiled and followed him quickly.
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